Well …… I am officially married. Have been for a month and 2 days, actually. The last 33 days have been filled with honeymooning, packing, moving, moving, moving, moving, unpacking, and untold numbers of hours of Mad Men watching. And wishing I could stay home to raise babies and smoke and drink. Even though I don’t want to smoke and drink all day. Or smoke at all. But when Betty Draper’s home life seems more relaxing than your modern day worklife … your ovaries must really be achin’. Just saying.
In the meantime, I must resign myself to snuggling with these two (besides the hubs, natch):